There you were, standing beside her.
Yet, here you are, a hallucination.
I was so high I didn't realize.
That the arms that hugged me, were the arms of mine.Never yours.
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PoetryA collection of poems. From the heart. By the fingers. Through the mind.
Day 195
There you were, standing beside her.
Yet, here you are, a hallucination.
I was so high I didn't realize.
That the arms that hugged me, were the arms of mine.Never yours.